Movie Review: The Brute Man (1946)

I like a good bad movie, and this one sort of qualifies. It helps that I watched it accompanied by the expert riffing of the guys at Rifftrax, which made it a lot more fun than it had a right to be. The fact that the deformed serial killer of the title is a person with actual deformities dampens the fun more than a little. But still, the plotting, acting, and production are so bad, it demands all the mockery coming its way.